Chapter Four
Alfred waited patiently yet painfully in the silent cave all bar the fleeting of bat wings until the roaring sound of the Batmobile's engines screeched in through the infamous cave. Alfred hurriedly moved as fast as his aging legs would allow him to watch as Batman held his elder son in his arms before swiftly passing him although Alfred was invisible or to no importance in his crusade to heal his son.
"Alfred told you the injuries" Batman interrogates Dr Leslie
"Yes… Heavy tremor to the back of the head due to falling from a great height and has remained unconscious throughout the duration of the accident" Dr Leslie recalling to the word what Alfred had told her, just common knowledge that Batman needs to know that everyone was certain with every aspect of everything, whether it be a minor laceration or something much more unpleasant… like this.
Batman paused for a moment before nodding approval "Then you know what must be done" That was the last thing he said before he took one final look at Nightwing's still figure and turned away for what seemed to Alfred as a pain filled movement before heading towards the main computer, then Alfred headed to assist Dr Leslie with her work which he knew would take a few hours until she was satisfied.
"Batman, I heard a distress call is…" A computerised voice broke in over the speakers, one that Batman is still trying to get use to
"Everything is fine, just a error" Batman impatiently replied, he was never one for chit cha, especially in such circumstances
"But the call…. I heard it…" Although the voice had been tampered with, Batman along with everyone else in the cave could hear the concern in the voice
"I have said all that I need to or care to Batman out" He thundered before blocking all future calls
"DAMN YOU BRUCE!" Was what Batman didn't hear echo through the speakers as the screen switched off leaving an even more alone and angry self silhouetted with the same emotions Batman was feeling